Gorgeous Chaos

     I'm a mess of gorgeous chaos and you can see it in my eyes. All the anger, betrayal, pain, jealousy, relief each fighting for a turn to be seen. But the humorous part about all those emotions dancing behind my eyes is that you won't see any of it because you can't even look me in the eye. You look past me, around me and through me but never directly at me and especially not in my eyes. I'm not sure if its fear holding you back or your just a coward or could it be that its a combination of the two? Either way you are preoccupied now by your latest conquest, hopefully she fairs better.

   But I have discovered that nothing makes you reassess how you feel about people than when someone close to you going through heartache. One of my super-hero's discovered his kryptonite, the woman he thought would forever be the Louis Lane to his Superman shattered his heart into a million pieces. Now my other two super-hero's and I are searching for all of the pieces and enough tape and glue to put his heart back together. The overwhelming sadness and anguish that I saw on his face and the lack of that on mine also proves to me that you were simply someone who was put in my life to show me that I deserve better, just a stepping stone. Louis Lane was Superman's entire path, all that he knew and all that he wanted but a path of destruction is all I see in his future because the thoughts of excessive drinking, smoking and sleeping with random girls are the seeds that have been planted in his mind and his tears are only making the seeds sprout and grow more rapidly with each passing day. I want to help him so I'm turning to the one thing that always helps me, music. Because when your happy you enjoy the music, but when your sad you understand the lyrics. So here's hoping that music has the power to heal Superman's broken heart.